Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 28 thoughts of all parties

"I'll plant spiritual roots when the banquet for thousands of people is finalized." Yanyan squatted in front of Qingtian with her back facing Canghua, her tone was very calm.

Canghua nodded: "Okay, I can do it anytime."

Yanyan: "Will Jiusuiji mature by then?"

Canghua: "You don't need to worry too much about this."

Yanyan knew that Canghua said it was so easy, but she wanted to use his own spiritual power.

Yanyan turned to look at him: "You want to ripen Jiusuiji and help me plant spiritual roots, will it affect you?"

Although Canghua has already started to cultivate, he is just a remnant soul after all, and the speed of improving his spiritual power is limited, but he promised without hesitation, which moved Yanyan a little.

"No problem, even if you consume more, you can recover after a short sleep. Besides, I can practice now, and I won't sleep for a long time like before."

Canghua didn't care what he said, but Yanyan knew that the long time he was talking about was three thousand years long.

According to this ratio, how long does it take to convert to "a while"?
Seeing her worried, Cang Hua comforted her gently: "Since I have spoken to Er Cheng, I will do my best to go forward with you, and I will not leave you alone."

Yanyan's heart skipped a beat.

Now that he has a relationship with her, will he also have a life and death agreement?

Looking up, Yan Yan was silent for a moment when she met the purple eyes that melted with gentle stars, "You told me. I mentioned something to Mu Juan'er and the others about the fluctuation of breath affecting the creatures in this world." , but it is estimated that no one will believe it, and the world usually only believes what they see with their own eyes."

Canghua: "It's okay, even if this happens, you are beyond your power, the most important thing is to protect yourself first. Find a good time to plant spiritual roots as soon as possible and start practicing."

"it is good!"

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"Master, Bi Cheng actually left without saying hello this morning. This is sneaking away. Hehe, he gave up competing with you, Master, for the chef ahead of time." Manlu whispered beside Chef Qu, with a look of A gloating smirk.

"Bah!" Chef Qu spit out: "I don't like people with the surname Bi all these years ago. With a bit of craftsmanship, who can I show my stinky face all day long? When I get the chef this time, the first Just let Bi Cheng get the fuck out of here!"

Man Lu was at the side to help flatter and agree, and when he heard the last sentence, he flattered and smiled: "Master must be the chef, and you have seen the performance of this apprentice, Master. If Bi Cheng leaves, His shortcoming..."

Chef Qu slapped Manlu heavily on the shoulder: "Don't worry, when I become the head chef, I will reward you as the assistant chef!"

"Okay, Master, from now on you will be my disciple's own father, and my disciple will definitely respect you like my own father!"

Yinshi ([-]:[-] a.m. to [-]:[-] a.m.) is the time when people sleep the most.

At this time, the vast majority of people in Luwu City are asleep. Even the stray cats and dogs in the deep alleys of the streets are yawning and snoring in search of a woodpile sheltered from the wind.

However, in such a huge city, there are always people who can't sleep peacefully, such as Ye Xianglang who walks around the streets, or Manlu, the chef of Haoyuan Building, or Bi Cheng, the former deputy chef of Haoyuan Building.

The east of the city is the place where rich people gather and live. Walking into this urban area, there are few houses on both sides of the road, all of which are rich and embroidered. The shy girl in the house is very desirable.

Man Lu's thick dark gray felt vest wrapped around his upper body was hidden by the blue brick exterior wall of a house on the corner of the street, and he stretched his neck and kept looking in one direction.

About half an hour later, a Qingwei carriage came slowly from the other side of the Qingshi Road. There was no driver on the shaft, but the horse stopped obediently and neatly at the corner of the street where Man Lu was.

Man Lu hurried over and bowed respectfully to the hanging cyan car curtain: "Everything has been done according to your instructions, but there are some things that are not enough, you can give some more to the little ones."

After Manlu finished speaking, the car was very quiet. After a few breaths, a white, slender, well-boned man's hand stretched out from the gap beside the car curtain. Manlu quickly stretched out his hand, and a light yellow paper bag and A small bag of silver landed in Man Lu's hand.

Man Lu thanked him repeatedly, but the horses pulling the cart didn't stop for a while. Before he straightened up, he slowly stepped forward and turned back along the way he came. Soon, he was completely hidden in the gray morning mist.

Man Lu held the silver bag in his hand, secretly happy, the money came so easily... He swayed, thinking where to go for a drink or two...

Before he had gone far, there was a sudden "buzz" in Man Lu's ears, and he was completely stunned.

Like a voice from outside, an indistinguishable voice sounded in Man Lu's ears: "The banquet for thousands of people in the mansion must be done according to my instructions. If there is a mistake, your life will be in danger."

Man Lu pissed his pants in fright, knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously: "Don't worry, the little one will follow the instructions of the fairy, and even if I lie to my own father, I won't dare to lie to you..."

Everything around was still quietly enveloped in the darkness.

On the branch of an old tree at the top of the wall, a napping fat cat was awakened by the sound of crying and begging. It opened its eyes a little, looked at him lazily, closed them again, and soon there was a rhythmic purr.

Man Lu, who was kneeling in the middle of the street, glanced around secretly with his eyes, made sure that there was no more movement, got up and ran away.

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In the north of the city is the city gate near Luwu Mountain.

Contrary to the East City, this is the area where the lower class of Luwu City gathers the most, and it is also the area where all kinds of small businesses and hawkers gather in the entire city.

Every morning, the hunters bring the wild game they hunted overnight into the city through this city gate, and sell it to the butchers who are waiting here in the middle of the night, waiting to grab today's first-hand fresh goods.

Bi Cheng and Yan Yan are standing with a group of butchers at this moment, waiting for the return of the hunters.

The night dew is thick, and the hair on the temples, which has been dyed so hot, sticks to the side of the face in strands. The hair on the top of the head is still covered with tiny water droplets. Her cleverness added a bit of softness to her temperament.

Seeing the thin and petite Yan Yan, standing among a group of thick butchers, Bi Cheng felt a little moved.

Although this girl is not wearing high-quality silk and satin, she is also well-dressed. There is a sense of neatness and delicacy all over her body, and her gestures have her own unique temperament. At first glance, she is not a girl raised by a small family.

Yanyan asked him to go out at Yinshi this morning last night. He never thought that she would personally accompany him to run out in the middle of the night, but when Bi Cheng opened the courtyard door, Yanyan was already waiting for him at the alley, dressed It was no longer the beautiful gauze dress she wore the day before, she tidied herself up neatly, in a style that was completely convenient for doing things, and casually tossed him a hot potsticker.

This girl is not only smart, but also more diligent and thoughtful than he imagined.Don't think that she looks a little unscrupulous when she talks and does things, but when she starts to do things seriously, she will immediately reveal a canny energy that is rarely seen in girls' families.

He also thought of the things that Yanyan taught him on the road just now, and the experience knowledge that he had never heard of, which sounded weird, but carefully tasted and was particularly reasonable...

Now looking at Yanyan again, after all, Cheng's heart actually has some reverence for Master.

(End of this chapter)